Stolen
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He was stolen, by an angel She was the definition of beautiful. "This woman, no, angel. She is an angel", he thought *** While walking she felt a pang in her chest which she never felt, "Why do I feel like I just fell". She questioned herself about a feeling, an emotion that was unknown. *** He didn't know what that 'falling' feeling was but it felt like some sort of.... connection. it may sound absurd but his sixth sense hinted him that connection would lead to her. *** And just like that Stolen... ****** #105 in designer out of 4.3k stories #7 in psychological out of 226 stories🏅 #9 in browneyes out of 334 stories #965 in model out of 16.1k stories #104 in blueeyes out of 1.7k stories #663 in sick out of 10.4k stories #1 in crazy couple out of 11 stories Cover made by @mackiet13 ⚠⚠⚠⚠CHAPTERS ARE BEING PREPARED⚠⚠⚠⚠ ANYTHING TO DO WITH UPDATES OLEASE REFER TO MY ANNOUNCEMENTS!
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She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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